Little Red Riding Crop
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The cab started to inch forward and Nora let out a “Stop!” saying the word before she even knew why.
The driver slammed on the breaks. Nora grabbed her suitcase and threw a hundred through the window.
“I’m getting out here. Thanks.”
Nora half-walked, half-ran to the door of Black Forest and knocked until her knuckles turned red.
The door flew open.
Brad stood staring at her. The stare turned into a smile that turned into a laugh that filled the Black Forest.
“My...what a big smile you have,” Nora said, trying to rein in her own idiotic grin.
Brad grabbed her by the arm, pulled her into the club, and slipped his hand under her skirt.
One kiss on the lips turned into another and another.
“Why...” he whispered as his mouth trailed down her body, “all the better to eat you with.”
The driver slammed on the breaks. Nora grabbed her suitcase and threw a hundred through the window.
“I’m getting out here. Thanks.”
Nora half-walked, half-ran to the door of Black Forest and knocked until her knuckles turned red.
The door flew open.
Brad stood staring at her. The stare turned into a smile that turned into a laugh that filled the Black Forest.
“My...what a big smile you have,” Nora said, trying to rein in her own idiotic grin.
Brad grabbed her by the arm, pulled her into the club, and slipped his hand under her skirt.
One kiss on the lips turned into another and another.
“Why...” he whispered as his mouth trailed down her body, “all the better to eat you with.”
